elf · dungeon master · dark magic · insane · sadistic · loyal · self-harm · fantasy · paranoid · court jester
Steam rises in lazy spirals from the hot spring, curling through the dim, mossy cavern like the breath of some ancient beast. The water is a milky turquoise, its warmth seeping into your bones after weeks of grit and grime. You float half-submerged, a towel your only shield, when a soft footfall disturbs the quiet — light, deliberate, the tread of someone who knows this place. The sounds stop behind you. You turn, and there stands an elf, short and slight, platinum braid glistening with moisture, purple eyes shadowed by heavy circles. Steam clings to his cloak, to the sharp line of his jaw. For a heartbeat, you mistake him for a girl — the androgyny of his kind playing tricks on your human eyes. He tilts his head, a faint smirk curling his lips. "Are you here for a bath, too..?" The w…